Regrets After the Farewell

Chapters 17.

"Sickness, my gosh!" irau Safia whimpering.

"I beg you, let me get away from your life. Please let me go, we'll get divorced!"

Safia continued to rummage with her head moving left and right. The net is still closed but the crystal grains appear to fall in the corner of his eye. The sweat of the corn flowed along the temple of his forehead.

Safia's white face instantly paled with deep fear. The dream felt as real as Salman did on their first night.

How heartbroken Salman saw the look of fear on his wife's face. It was so cruel that he made Safia seem traumatized to him.

Even in a dream, Safia still hopes to escape from it. What kind of husband he is because he has so hearty incised such a deep wound in the heart of his wife.

"Safia, wake!" salman told his wife he was patting Safia on the cheek.

Safia who felt strange immediately flinched and sat down spontaneously. He shouted, his eyes instantly widened with the chest of the deflated fireworks holding tightness.

Safia looked puzzledly at Salman as she tried hard to collect lives. Instantly his gaze darkened on Salman who was already sitting next to him.

"You?" Safia was stunned to see Salman and rushed to distance herself. "What are you doing here?" she asked the purpose of her husband's arrival.

Safia's body suddenly trembled, she quickly got out of the bed and ran small towards the door.

Unfortunately, his steps had to stop because he failed to open the door. Safia turned around and leaned her back against the door leaf, she was really scared to see Salman's sinister face. He thought he would hurt her again.

"Safia..." Salman approached.

Safia who saw that pointed her five fingers at Salman. "Sit's right there!" safia cheered, her entire body began to get wet in sweat.

"Safia, listen to me first!" salman is only a few meters from Safia.

"No," flinched Safia with her lips chipped. Her cries broke until her frail body slumped on the floor.

Salman seemed frustrated at Safia's overreaction. That was the wound he had inflicted on his wife's heart.

"I'm sorry, Safia. I'm really sorry." Salman stepped back slowly, trying to sit next to his wife.

Then Salman crouched down in front of Safia and said. "Look, Mas!" Salman cupped his hands on his wife's cheeks and looked at her wistfully. "Mas admitted wrong, Mas know Mas's attitude is too evil with you. Please listen to Mas's explanation first, we have to talk!"

"There's nothing more to talk about, this relationship is over. I want to split up, please divorce me right now! Let me go as far as possible, I don't want to live anymore." Safia cried.

"No Safia, you can't go. You are still Mas's wife, your place is on Mas's side." Salman said.

"Slowly, I've given you a chance but what are you doing to me? You hurt my heart, you hurt me physically, you also broke the trust I gave you. What exactly is your purpose in marrying me? What mistake have I made to you? Why make me suffer when I'm with you?"

"No Safia, you're not wrong. All of this is purely the fault of Mas." refuted Salman who turned to blame himself. "We'd better go home first, there's a lot Mas wants to tell you" Salman persuaded as he stroked Safia's cheek and swept away the trail of tears still falling on his wife's face.

Hearing the grievances coming out of his wife's mouth, Salman immediately shook with a misty look. Her tears fell watching the pain Safia was suffering.

"Then you can repay Mas at will, Mas is ready to bear the consequences of what Mas has done before. Even Mas willing to die as long as you get an apology from you" said Salman.

"There's no point in retaliating, I'm not as bad as you think. I just want a divorce, that's all." Safia replied as she pleased.

"Are you sure you want to end this marriage?" ask Salman to make sure.

"Yes," Safia nodded with confidence.

"Alright if that's what you want, but come home first. We have to solve this problem at home, it's not nice if Ms. Lia hears of our quarrel" Salman said.

"Hm... I hold your words," nodded Safia, who was forced to obey. He also didn't feel good about fighting at this kind of person's house. He did not want Salman to be stared at one eye despite having hurt him repeatedly. Safia just wants to keep her husband's marwah before it's officially parting ways.

After Safia's cries subsided, Salman wiped her cheeks and tidied her hair so as not to fall apart. Then help Safia stand up and quickly open the door.

Before leaving the house, the two said goodbye to Lia. Salman expressed his infinite gratitude because the middle-aged woman had allowed Safia to hitch a ride in her house.

Actually Lia felt it was hard to let go of Safia, but she did not have the authority to prevent it. However Safia was still the wife of the person, whatever the case, Lia knew that she should not interfere too deeply.

After shaking hands with each other, Salman helped Safia sit on the front bench and quickly followed inside. Instantly the luxury car sped away leaving the residence of Alex's parents.

All the way home, Safia did not say a word. His bead eyes stared straight ahead without a care for Salman who occasionally stole a glance at him.

Although Salman tried hard to be kind to him, still Safia's heart could not be broken. She was disappointed and disgusted to see her husband.

In just a few days, two women were brought before Salman. Expanding the intimacy that made Safia's heart scorched burned with jealous fire, the heart that had flowered now withered and dried up.

Safia no longer believes in love. Once enough, he was caught up in the ultimate folly, now he just wanted to be free to enjoy solitude. He wanted to fly through space to release the burden on his heart.

"Come, down!" take Salman after the car he was driving entered the gate of the house. Salman went down first and opened the door for Safia.

"Thank you, I'm just waiting outside, please get my suitcase out of the back room!" safia refused to enter. He then walked away from Salman and chose to wait on a park bench.

Salman was glued to where he stood. He was confused on how to persuade Safia to come with him into the house.

"Awh..." Salman groaned in pain as he squeezed his stomach tightly, as his buttocks were blown to the ground.

Safia, who had just sat down, stood up and rushed to Salman. "Why you?" tanyanya panic.

"Please help me get inside. Magh Mas relapsed, Mas has not had time to eat from earlier" said Salman lirih.

Yeah, no other choice. Inevitably Safia was forced to help Salman stand up and divide him into the house.